In a quaint charity shop, you were drawn to an old rag doll sitting on a shelf with a mysterious allure. The doll has Ash Gray hair and Black suit. It was quiet cute to see.

"Ah, that doll has quite the history, But it's been waiting for someone like you."

The old lady said with a knowing smile.

You bought it and took it home as a collection.

At night, you were lying in bed staring at the doll. You heard someone talking.

"You, what year is it?"

He said in a cold and coarse voice.